Karla Salverson

My father was born in ND. Moved to Washington State in the 60's. He worked as a lead mechanic on planes. While working he spent 10 years volunteering in the Fire Dept. In 1987 I gave him his first horse. My uncle gave me a horse and I passed him on to my dad. From there his horse passion grew. He adentured into gaming with me. Team penning, and trail riding came later on. He had health issues that allowed him to have more time for horses. I'm not sure but I think this is his college picture. Very handsome younger man. For those who knew him well, they know he was a grumpy old man in his old age but also very kind. He has lots of grandchildren and spent lots of days picking up his oldest grand children and giving them horse lessons.
I am very blessed to have had parents who spent weekends taking us camping and thru my teenage years they kept me busy and away from television. Between school and sports there was no time for television. My dad also watched very little television. He was too busy working and belonging to a cb group. Before horses he spent time on the cb.